After the first coffee of the day, I took my gear
and went to pick up my friend. Fog in the Danube
meadow was spreading like a plague over the sleeping city. S was waiting for me
already at default location. After boarding we went to one of the tributaries
of the river we used to fish. Since trout season is almost over and fish began
their spawning, we decided to fish one more time this year before we put the
small class rods into the closet.
Fog accompanied us throughout the route. Ready to start, we went upstream along the river and
after we surveyed some good fishing
places we decided
to try our luck near a bridge.
The leaves started to become rusty and the slightly
oppressive atmosphere of autumn filled my
soul with a pleasant melancholy. Quickly we caught the first fish, colorful trout, some with
bulging bellies already.
The river is quite narrow
and covered with trees, which
made casting sometimes quite difficult. The flies
landed occasionally in the branches instead on the water. After some brownies followed the first graylings.
Slowly, sun rays made
it through the veil of fog and fish have become more active so we changed nymphs with dry flies.
On a portion of the river completely covered by trees, my friend managed to capture
the biggest grayling of the day (almost 14 inches long). There followed some beautiful trout.
Being the best time of year to collect mushrooms, we
took some with
us. Xerocomus badius and
Sparassis crispa are delicious. Until next year we’ll leave trout in peace and soon we’ll devote fly
fishing to some bigger predators.